This is dedicated to Ms. Jessie Firestone, the best 2nd grade teacher ever (according to a vote by her sweet students).
Today, while waiting for Max during his music class, some kindhearted, entrepreneurial high school girls came by to offer their summertime babysitting services. They wrote their number down for me, then, not noticing they'd dropped an extra sheet of paper on the ground, went on their way.
A minute later, one of Max's classmates, a particularly energetic fellow named Justin, strolled by. "Whoa! A piece of paper!" he exclaimed, promptly grabbing it off the ground and crumpling it up.
"What are you doing?" I interjected, "Why would you crumple it up when you could make an airplane?"
"I don't know how," he lamented. Just then, a little girl snatched it from his hand. "I do!" she said.
She put together a rudimentary paper airplane which didn't go far, so I creased the wings a bit more. It still wasn't an aerodynamic wonder, but it did the trick!
|You can see in the background the avion of note.|
It was great to see such excitement from such a simple object, that easily could've been tossed in the trash joylessly. Fun is in the eye of the beholder.